Awakening

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The metallic noise of time was rumbling across the streets; its loudness scratches the minds of the individuals. The sound of the siren pierces their heads, marking the beginning and the end of the day. Frenzy: the key word of the streets, dominated by the mightiness of the building where the Governor’s eyes could see all of the gears perform, in complete apathy, their duty, and to fight, thanks to the deployment of the military, the only existing threat. Alerted by the siren, the citizens would return to their houses while darkness would alight on the streets bringing silence and desolation. Not all the gears have stopped though, something, in the dark corners of the city, is alive and keeps moving.